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Leaving town by bike.
The first day of another cycling adventure. Who would have thought? As I am pedalling through a fresh overcast Thursday morning in May, my thoughts are passing by, like all these buildings that used to weigh heavy on my sense of freedom. Now I am passing them, on my way out of town. Left, right,…
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Me and my bike, again.
New bike, different me, the same country as many times before. I managed around two weeks on my old rusty city bike. The bike I used since always in this town, mainly to ride to school with or drunk through town at 3 in the morning. I always loved my bike, but never managed to…
kesityu. 